First time I read this when he sent it, I found myself crying at the end. I'm still not sure if it was due to laughter, or if they were tears of pain as the last 15 years flashed before my eyes.

"All is now revealed. Ben’s a big freak only trailer park groupies could swoon over. Every day he wakes up and does that wiggly prissy TD pass dance of his, he needs to thank Ashton Kutcher for making John Deer chic happen. Now he is idolized by swarms of skanks, some with teeth, some without, and Shady is a prophet."

"The 1980’s were my ragin’ years, and there was nothing like Muni Lot, old skool CMS, and winning big over the Appalachians. Bernie, Bernie. Conan The Baabarian. Urinals overflowing. The salad days. A whole City and region in pussy whipped, stupid-pet-name-giving, mindless love with its NFL team. I got used to The Natural Order of Things."

"1999 – Browns: The Next Generation are born!! Whoo hoo!! We get over on The NFL Man and get an expansion team instead of the Tampa Bay Buccaneers moving here! Tim Couch will be our Joe Montana in San Francisco east! Quarterback Guru! Corey Fuller says playoffs in year one! Drew Carey’s here! 43 – 0, Pittsburgh, national TV. Fuck."

The Browns are irrelevent and the Steelers are world champs. Ohio newborns are being cast in black and yellow #7 jerseys at birth. My gag reflex got a workout this week hearing BROWNS FANS call in to Triv and Rodent saying they are rooting for Pitts.

I aint mad at da burgh either. Simply commenting on the sad state of affairs. It's been bad...really bad, but yesterday was our nadir.

The organization has made us the laughingstock of sports, and northern Ohians are either jumping ship or identifying with the winner from their adolescent years. Years without a team and years of god-awful on the field performances is making Browns Nation (snicker) dwindle in population.

PUKE! That is all I can say. I will bever be able to identify with anyone who has ever worn a piece of Browns clothing, cheered for them during the Bernie run, or acted like their heart was ripped out when the team was stolen from Cleveland, that was even ok with the Squeelers winning the Super Bowl. I wish there was a way to identify every single one of them, and when the Browns ship turns around, blackball them from enjoying even a single moment.

Yes. We are supposed to love them, support them and have their backs in every situation. That is why we are Browns fans. Just because they are here. Just because each of these disasters will somehow culminate in the greatest celebration ever known to man. A Browns Super Bowl win. And if you are sitting somewhere today, and have any sort of positive feeling because Pissburgh is the Super Bowl winner, don't come back. There will be no seat for you at the table.

Sorry, wasn't accusing anyone of being a Pittsburgh fan. I just can't get the taste of someone pissing in my Wheaties this AM out of my mouth. Went back and read my post. Maybe I have some underlying anger issues I need to work out!!!!!

Waking up on Monday mornings to a foot of snow, a wind chill of 2 degrees, and no gas in your car REALLY sucks.

Waking up on Monday mornings to a foot of snow, a wind chill of 2 degrees, and no gas in your car on the heels of a Steeler Super Bowl victory the night before had me wanting to drive into oncoming traffic this morning.

I've had an ill feeling all day.

"It's like dating a woman who hates you so much she will never break up with you, even if you burn down the house every single autumn." ~ Chuck Klosterman on Browns fans relationship with the Browns